Princess Five

>Be a sad sad human.
>Your fluffy pony died.
>Got her from shelter two days ago.
>You were bathing her, and looked away for two seconds.
>BAM, fluffy pony lungs filled with bath water.
>Too embarassed to go back to the shelter.  They were already asking questions last time.
>Know there's a herd of feral fluffy ponies living in nearby woods.
>Drive out with burlap sack.
>Follow the trail of poop and shed fluff.
>Find them.  A glorious grove of at least forty fluffies.
>All asleep, all so fucking cute.
>Grab a pink unicorn and shove her in the sack.
>Sprint back to car, trying not to cackle too loudly.
>"Hewp!" burlap sack cries.  "Dawk an' scawry!  Fwuffy can' find fwends!  Fwends!  Hewp fwuffy!"
>Already in car, speed home.
>"Woud noises!  Fwuffy scawred!  Munstah has fwuffy!"
>Step in front door, bring sack to safe room, dump out pink unicorn.
>Pink fluffy pony is horrified.  Urine and shit are dripping from burlap sack.
>Fluffy pony sees you and immediately poops herself.
>"No huwt fwuffy, pwese!" she sobs. "Fwuffy is good pone.  No huwt fwuffy!"
>"I'm not going to hurt you," you pet her.  "I'm your new daddy.  This is your new home!"
>Her wet eyes look thrilled.  "New daddy?  New home for fwuffy?"
>"That's right," you smile.  "Your name will be Princess Five."
>"Pwincess Fwive!" she cheers happily.  "Princess Fwive wuv new daddy!"  She bounces around happily before spotting the pile of decomposing fluffy ponies in the corner.  "New fwends?"
>You smile, your eyes watering with love.  "Yes, those are your new friends.  Princess One through Four."